Since he had accepted the commission.
Mu Yang naturally got to work.
Professionalism was the name of the game.
He arrived at the entrance of the Goethe Hotel.
He tried to walk straight in.
But a guard who seemed to appear from nowhere stopped him.
"Cough, cough, I only took a nap. It wasn't like I abandoned my post."
"No, that came out wrong."
"It should be: the Goethe Hotel has been booked by the Fatui delegation. Unauthorized personnel are not permitted inside!"
Mu Yang looked at him.
Then shouted in a deep, imposing voice.
"Unauthorized personnel? Soldier! State your name!"
The Fatui guard was intimidated by the shout.
He snapped to attention.
"Reporting, my name is Luke!"
Mu Yang said, "Very good, Luke. Go call Anastasia out here."
"I need to have a proper discussion with her about your duties as a guard."
The moment Luke heard that name.
"C-C-Counselor?!"
He did not dare delay when his future was at stake.
He hurried inside to call for her.
This was just too unlucky.
He worked diligently every day.
He had only slacked off this one time.
And he had been caught by a big shot.
It was not that his job was hard; his life was hard!
System: "Are you acting again? You really do love putting on a show..."
Mu Yang: "Where's the fun in fighting my way in?"
Inside the Goethe Hotel.
Anastasia was assigning tasks to her subordinates.
Following Lady's orders.
They were going to add fuel to the fire in Mondstadt City.
The big man beside her slammed his fist onto the conference table.
"Those arrogant Mondstadters actually dared to kill so many of our people."
"Hey, be more precise. Suspected Mondstadters."
"Did something go wrong with your brain? That red-haired guy with the flaming greatsword—who else could it be besides that annoying Diluc?"
According to the information sent back by the Debt Collector.
There had been three people and one pet who broke into the stronghold.
Two of them wore masks.
It could be inferred that the red-haired one was Diluc.
The blond one and the white pet were the Traveler who had just entered the city.
There was no information on the white-haired one for now.
At that moment, the guard Luke burst into the operations meeting room.
It was obvious that he had run here in a hurry.
He was still gasping for breath.
"Hah... hah... Counselor, there's an important person looking for you!"
Anastasia was puzzled. "An important person?"
"That's right. He specifically asked to speak with you, so I... I ran in to tell you."
Anastasia did not dare neglect the matter.
She followed Luke toward the entrance.
She muttered to herself.
"An important person? The Fatui Executives all have their own missions. Lady should be the only one in charge of Mondstadt right now."
"And I haven't received any related notice."
She reprimanded Luke.
"Idiot, why didn't you bring him inside first?"
Luke fell silent.
"Uh... well..."
It was all because he had failed to recognize someone important.
He had offended the man.
When the door opened.
Anastasia looked at the so-called important person outside.
Wasn't he Mu Yang, the swordsman who had threatened her that day?
White hair—right, white hair!
He was the fourth person who had invaded the stronghold!
Mu Yang spoke to the cringing Luke.
"All right, soldier. At least you didn't make excuses for your actions."
"I will not hold it against you. Dismissed."
Luke let out a long breath.
He saluted, then left.
Anastasia was completely bewildered.
Huh?
Then she thought it over.
Damn it.
That foolish boy at the door had been tricked!
She asked tentatively.
"What do you need?"
Mu Yang spoke bluntly.
"I'm here to see Lady."
When she heard that Mu Yang wanted to see Lady.
Anastasia smiled faintly.
Her attitude made a sudden one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn.
"So you're here to see Lady. She's in her room. I'll show you the way."
Mu Yang followed her into the Goethe Hotel.
As they passed through the hotel lobby.
Anastasia, who was leading the way, suddenly whistled a few times.
She seemed to be sending some kind of signal.
"Attack!"
Several figures rushed out from the shadows.
They attacked Mu Yang from every direction.
Anastasia was closest to Mu Yang.
She pulled out the distinctive lantern of an Electro Cicin Mage.
Then attacked Mu Yang.
Clang! Clatter! Clang, clang!
After a brief fight.
Fatui soldiers lay twisted across the floor.
Each of them clutched a different part of their body.
"Ow..."
Mu Yang had used the Sword Scabbard this time.
He did not want to push Lady too far.
He only wanted her to stop trying any little tricks.
Anastasia led Mu Yang upstairs.
She covered the left side of her face with one hand.
Mu Yang had swollen it with a hit just now.
She could not even speak clearly anymore.
"Th-thith way."
Mu Yang saw that she had finally lost her arrogant air.
"Why did you have to do that?"
"I wath wrong. Thank you for sparing my life, sir."
Anastasia opened the door to Lady's private suite for Mu Yang.
Then she slipped away.
She did not want to stay with Mu Yang.
Anastasia had lied.
Lady was not here.
She usually only returned at night.
Anastasia had merely wanted to lure Mu Yang inside and beat him up.
Then capture him and report back.
It had originally been a chance to claim credit before Lady.
But now, not only had she failed to capture Mu Yang.
She had ended up serving as his guide.
She had even opened the room door for him.
Things were clearly not going to go well for her.
Mu Yang looked around the room.
It truly was luxurious.
But the decorations did not seem to have much to do with Lady herself.
She probably only returned here to rest.
Mu Yang sat down on the sofa.
And waited for Lady to appear.
Not long afterward.
A fiery red crystalfly flew in through the room's window.
It then transformed into a tall, statuesque adult woman.
This was the Eighth of the Fatui—the Lady.
Her real name was La Signora.
It was already nighttime.
La Signora did not turn on the lights.
Using the faint rays of light from outside, she fumbled around for a moment.
Then she began changing clothes with her back to the sofa.
Seeing this, Mu Yang coughed twice.
Making it clear that anything beyond this could not be shown.
"Cough, cough..."
La Signora stopped what she was doing.
"Heh, quite the upright little rat."
She turned around.
Her arms folded across her chest.
A trace of disdain hung at the corner of her lips.
The moment she entered, she had noticed something was wrong.
If Mu Yang had been too absorbed in watching.
She would have taken his life by surprise.
Mu Yang was currently reclining against the sofa.
The light outside obscured half his face.
He was staring at La Signora.
The wicked woman really was quite beautiful.
La Signora spoke.
"You killed so many of our people, and you still dared to appear before me?"
"Go on. I'll listen to your last words."
The temperature in the room suddenly soared.
It seemed she intended to use fire against Mu Yang.
Mu Yang said,
"I hope you'll stop your plan to sabotage Mondstadt City's defenses."
La Signora sneered.
"Last words, not wishes."
With that, several Fire Butterflies charged at Mu Yang.
Mu Yang cut them down with a single slash.
La Signora was somewhat surprised.
Such a fast blade.
Mu Yang told her,
"There's no need for things to get this tense."
"I know your mission never included waging a diplomatic war against Mondstadt City."
Mu Yang shifted his stance.
"Your mission is the Anemo Archon's Gnosis."
La Signora's pupils constricted.
This was a secret mission from Her Majesty the Tsaritsa.
How could this rat in front of her possibly know?
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